I pulled out from my girlfriends this morning and the MAX train goes by right as you pull out onto the road. There is a train crossing with a gate and lights right as you pull out onto the road. When I pulled out the lights were flashing and the gate just started lowering. I let off the gas for a tenth of a milli-second and then though “Fug it” and pulled the throttle. I didn’t pull back or anything, actually I leaned forward a c-hair but the front wheel came off the ground for a second when I gunned it. I was committed and had to duck like a moron to clear the lowering gate and made it. I can’t believe I did that... and was sober too. The reason I’m telling this story is to admit I make poor choices sometimes even if I did just turn 50 last week. Key to the story… My 850 pound Electra Glide Ultra stripped down to a Street Glide lifted the front wheel off the ground. I’m proud but feel stupid.